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Thirty years of the same old shitOf music, money, hit after hitSmiles, lies, sales, wallsThat's thirty years of rock and rollThey changed it's name once or twiceGet rebellious with a company dealBusiness thrives where honesty failsContracts? Con tricks!Sing revolution, wait 'til it startsOne eye on the bank account, one on the chartsGovernment-sponsored rebellion--buy it!A bit more product to keep us quiet!ShhhProduct sells, people dieSame revolution, wrapped in liesIn these sexist, drugged-up, rock and rolesThe biggest prizes to the biggest foolsAsk the puppet-masters who pull the strings'Who makes the money when the puppets sing?'Ask the corporations'Where does the money go?'Ask the empty-bellied children'Tell me what are we singing for?'Until we pull down the wallsIt'll stay the sameUntil we find something newMake it changeI know there most be moreSo what are we singing for?These puppets, underneath the skin, have the same problems as you and me--they want to be loved, don't know where to begin. Just a wall's width away, but impossible to get close. Offstage, with nothing to hide behind, the puppets are running away. And meanwhile, we're running away from ourselves... and meanwhile, we're running away from ourselves... and meanwhile, we're running away from ourselves...If our music makes you happy or contentIt has failedIf our music entertains, but doesn't inspireIt has failedThe music's not a threatAction the music inspires can be a threat!I know there must be more...